What do you do when you feel suffocated?
Like you're in the middle of the ocean but you can't swim and you're gasping for air.
Trying so desperately to breathe, but there's no oxygen left.
What do you do when everything feels like it is falling apart? Crumbling to the ground like an ancient structure.
Like something that was made to break.
You tried to fix it, but your touch simply made everything turn to dust.
What are you supposed to do when your knuckles start bleeding and your bones start breaking and your eyes are nonstop crying? When you've fought for too long?
You hurt and you destroy and you break.
You crumble to the ground and float away into nothingness in a river made of your own tears.
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Stupid Poetry Book
PoetryA collection of experimental poems. They're cool, I guess. You'll just have to check them out for yourself.
